Luyện nghe bài hát IV. Sweatpants

Watching haters why Gambino got the game locked
thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok
Got her hair done, French braids, now she
so insensitive, she asking, "Why you say that?!"
I'm chillin', real nigga
Rich kid, paint me as a villain
Still spitting that flow: DJ Khaled
I got a on both coasts, pH balance
Real nigga, I rep those, why Cause I said so
Hip deep in the Pepto, I got five on her Ben Folds
I got more tail than that PetCo, you than some Sweet'N Low
Yeah, you got some silverware, but really are you eating
Are you eating though? Nigga, are you though?
Breakfast, lunch and dinner's for beginners, you even know
Never catching cases, why they faces so e-m-o?
Watch a hater hate me, wanna me like a piano
My architect Japanese, yo' girl, she jocking me
No like soccer teams and y'all fuck boys like Socrates
You niggas ain't copping these, niggas ain't looking me
Nah, I checking I.D. but I bounce 'em with no problem
Tell 'em, (Problem!)

I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin'
Rich kid, asshole, me as a villain

Don't be mad cause I'm doing me than you doing you [x3]
Better than you doing you, fuck it, what you do?

Different color, my passport, Instagram my stack
Hashtag my day wear and your drink my day care
And I'm born rich, life fair (silver spoon coon, ho)
Ain't nobody and my Fisker, "vroom, vroom," ho
Ain't

Fiskers don't make noise when they up just so you know

Top of the 'em totem, ri-rich forever, a million was not the quota
My owned half of MoMA and did it with no diploma
off, got no rules, tripping off of them toadstools
More green than my Whole Foods and I'm too fly, Jeff
Got a glass house in the Palisades, that
White hood, hood, (okay-kay-kay)
Furniture custom, you shop at
So Maserati, you a Kia
Spending this money, longer than Nia
Live like a Coppola, me and
Waking up broke, man, wouldn't be ya
Friends the dope man, help a nigga re-up
Bring a girlfriend, man, trouble I see her
"Err-err-err-err": onomatopoeia, oh, I got my on! (Tell 'em, mane)
I'm winning so they had to dump the
And I give a fuck about my family name

Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better you doing you [x3]
Better you doing you, fuck it, what you gon' do?